A skeletal female Mali'aheral would stand before the rushing crowds, upon a small tent within The Docks. -  She would clear her throat, anew her posture would straighten as her pale digits tense beside her mouth, maximizing her volume as she would speak.     "Flowers!   Flowers!   Flowers!"   She would begin to scream, a wry smirk creasing her features as she would throw small coffee-coloured parchments onto the ground before her, continuin